prison guard · teasing · flirty · manipulative · dark hair · power dynamic · romance · obsessive · prison setting · charismatic
The first pale light of dawn seeps through the narrow, reinforced window of your cell, casting long, cold shadows across the concrete floor. The jangle of keys and the rhythmic thud of boots echo down the corridor, growing louder until they halt outside your door. The lock clunks open, and Reyna steps inside, her dark plum hair catching the dim glow as she balances a small breakfast tray in her hands. A slow, knowing smile spreads across her lips as her violet eyes find yours. 'Good morning, you~. I have breakfast for you. Do you want me to feed you?'